Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Indonesia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Young Rascals to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All The J.B.'s tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang of Four record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lyres,
Dennis Brown,
New Order,
The Cosmic Jokers,
the Slits,
Camouflage,
Colin Newman,
The Cowsills,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Echospace,
Nas,
Ronan,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Leaves,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cheater Slicks,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cymande,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tim Buckley,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pierre Henry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kool Moe Dee,
Magma,
Deepchord,
Country Teasers,
The Selecter,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Roxy Music,
Johnny Osbourne,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Godley & Creme,
Skriet,
DJ Style,
The Red Krayola,
Panda Bear,
Radio Birdman,
Cluster,
Delta 5,
Zero Boys,
Essential Logic,
The Raincoats,
Fugazi,
Organ,
The Barracudas,
Gang Green,
Hashim,
Fluxion,
Lou Christie,
Flamin' Groovies,
Blossom Toes,
The Slackers,
The Fugs,
Prince Buster,
Motorama,
X-Ray Spex,
Ossler,
The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.